Slow days
Moving past with liquid grace.
Long nights
Staring at the evening cloak of stargaze.
Two moons
Yearning to align themselves at midday.
Three words
Destined to destroy the endless dark days.

Falling through the holes of Fate's woven tapestries,
Slipping beyond the sphinx, unquestioned in endless soliloquy,
The darkness had risen: black sun in the sky,
The blood of the children, the phoenix's cry.
Awaken the dormant, it's time to arise
And search for the child on which a world's destiny lies.

A journey of trials the guardians must make,
Though one is perplexed, the other enraged.
The many must journey and one day collide.
Their homes left in ruin and nothing to lose,
The angered must break from the darkness and choose.

Warm light
Beckoning a soul to take its place.
Salt tears
Coursing down the innocent's face.
Nine weep
Reunited in the circle of the world's craze,
Soon will dawn another day.

wow, the images you conjure and metaphors you use are simply breathtaking! But what does this poem mean? What are the three words? What child will save the world? It's a mystery.

It was intended to be somewhat mysterious. This poem ties in to a series of novels that I am planning, and it indicates the end, the apocalypse, and what comes in the aftermath. Sorry for confusion, and thank you for critiqueing!
~Megan~

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might those three darkness defying, darkness diminshing words be
I Love You?
too simple, to jejune?
what light would come into my self's soul
on hearing those "three words"

Very, very close, Lha. It makes me happy that people are taking an interest in the context of the story. Any more guesses and critiques are heartily welcome.

This is like a prologue to a storyline, great imagery and you have a gift for always wanting the reader to know more. I can picture it as a poem in front of the first chapter. I hope you pursue it, sounds cool.

Thank you, Ipresahnseles! I am currently in the process of such pursuit at the moment, and it's frankly quite nerve-wracking not knowing how my manuscript will be viewed, but it helps to know that I can get a response from my peers!

~Best Wishes~
Megan

Since this is the critique forum, I'll point out one line which I personally think could use a slight change (come on, it's one line, be happy).

unquestioned of endless soliloquy.

I guess the unquestioned and of part don't fit well together for me. True, though they may be insignificant in some way, or seem like such minor things, they can do a lot for the piece; even the smallest of words lead the reader through the poem. I can suggest two things; far be it you should actually take my advice (only if helpful).

Once one takes in the meaning of soliloquy I think it can naturally be stated that 'unquestioned in endless solilquy' would match up better. Though if you want to keep the word 'of' there I can easily suggest 'unquestioning of endless soliloquy.'

Just my little two cents on an already great piece of writing. Any poem can easily always be in use of perfecting as we're always looking for new words and ways to express our ideas. So if you've written your poem as perfectly as you think you should you can easily tell me to blow off. I will finally say that I enjoyed the read.

I heartily thank you for your critique, and will heed your words. The opinions of my peers and any fine tuning ideas for my writing are welcome, so there is no need for me to tell you to blow off. Thank you, Eprisoncells!

~Best Wishes~
Megan

.....Yeah, that was me. Forgot to log in. Sorry!

~Megan~

Hi Megan!

I love this poem, but I have trouble seeing it; my eyesight isn't very good, and these tiny purple letters give my vision fits. Do you think you could make the letters bigger? I would really appreciate it.

I want to offer you every encouragement, and my unbreakable solidarity as a fellow poet, always.

Have a look at my sonnets if you have time, would you? Especially the latest ones; the last one is #460, Dialectic of Spring. I have also posted a poem by my namesake son, Steven Curtis Lance, Jr., which I think is quite interesting.

Solidarity forever! I hope you will feel free to ask me if there is anything I can do for you.

I will gladly make the adjustments, Steven. Probably tommorrow, as the Mac doesn't want to let me edit . . . And thank you for the kind gesture of solidarity. I will surely look at more of your work, as the ones I have seen are very well done. Thanks again!

~Best Wishes~
Megan